An African Boss Dominates And Exploits
David sat quietly in his car at his villa's gates while he waited for his African gardener, Rufus, to arrive and open them for him. He took the opportunity to take in the rich colour of the flowering trees as they blossomed in the warm glow of the late afternoon African sun. It was one of the best times of the day. The 4pm rains had swept past and the lush greenery and colourful flowers and trees seemed refreshed and renewed. With the worst heat of the sun passed he expected a balmy and...